magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

bean is not actually from antarctica. his heart is covered in paisleys.

he makes tiny little pictures and sometimes writes about his life.

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16 July 1999

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made a 1.5 inch scale model of my chair design this morning. i have to rethink some of my use of material though. with the current design there's a good deal of redundancy and for each modular piece i'd need a six by six foot sheet of cardboard, which isn't going to happen.


after lunch kris and alex and i drove to a fabric store for possible book-making supplies. on the way there, a pigeon flew into the side of the car, dying in the process, and somehow ended up inside the car. completely freaking me out for the rest of the afternoon. thinking about it still makes my hands shake.

bought some grommets at the fabric store. and some scraps of odd fabrics for 5 to 15 cents apiece for possible future artistic use.


a large group of people from our house went out to see eyes wide shut tonight. we went to a mall first, as we had some extra time (the second time i've been in a mall in about a year), and i bought a little backpack mainly to carry around new york tomorrow.

i thought the movie was pretty good, although it did seem as if stanley kubrick had not quite finished it before his death. there were some rough bits of editing, and i didn't find it quite as disturbing as i think it was intended to be.

afterwards we hunted down one of the only diners in providence for some late night food. stayed up altogether too late since i was planning on getting up early to go to new york.